Last weekend I visited Kennebunkport, Maine; this weekend I visited Newport, Rhode Island.
This is a bit odd to me, but there I was.
New England’s shore is indeed beautiful. Though I must call it “shore” because even the parts that call themselves beaches are generally piles of rock. If you want an actual beach, head for the Outer Banks, the Gulf Shore, or California. Driving around various towns in Maine marked by signs saying “founded 1637” or whenever, I keep thinking to myself – if they had just anchored the ship a few hundred miles south (setting aside for a moment the unfortunate bit about killing off the natives), they would have found much better soil and better winters….